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Next day the delegates, in red, white & blue Townsend hats and Townsend ribbons, scattered to see the city. They called on their Congressmen and visited with one another. Rollie Walters, 97-year-old Civil War veteran, who wore his uniform, bore tomahawk scars, and once worked in a false-tooth factory, hauled out his lower plate to show the folks. "Made these myself," he said...
General Eisenhower bore down on the importance of having U.S. military missions in each of the 20 republics. Navy Secretary James Forrestal pointed out that 100 surplus U.S. warships in friendly Latin navies (including two cruisers to Brazil, one apiece to Chile, Peru, none for Argentina) would help protect the Panama Canal. Secretary of State Marshall summed up: "The opportunity to give material assistance to the foreign policy of our country at so little cost should not now be lost." The new bill, as Marshall pointed out, set Army expenditure at only $10,000,000 a year "for a period...
...have the Yankees," announced Tallulah Bankhead, actress and ball fan. "For years they've been cold and colorless perfectionists, and they bore the bloomers off me." Miss Bankhead's heart belongs to the Giants (who last won a pennant in 1937). "When they win I want to do cartwheels on top of their dugout," said she, "and don't think I can't. When they lose, my vichyssoise is curdled, to say nothing of my gizzard. Last season I lived on curdled vichyssoise...
This answer bore traces of the East's age-old reservation. Had Prince Nawaf understood more about the U.S. way of life, he might have been more enthusiastic. Principal Crane enlightened him a little. He said: "Within a radius of seven miles from this school there are more golf courses than in any other seven-mile radius in the world. You'll forget many things but you won't forget that...
...kind to turn the mind of a boy to romantic poetry -the rare sound of a horse's hoofs clopping past his father's lonely farm at night, the screaming, exotic peacocks at the neighboring manor house, the 1,200-year-old parish church that still bore, on the sundial over its porch, the Saxon inscription: THIS IS DÆGES SOL MERCA ÆT ILCVMTIDE (This is the day's sun mark at every tide). And when Read was nine years old, a glass jar filled with "black, blind and sinister leeches" was carried upstairs...